Monday
“Right,” I say to the three guys from Google. “This is what you need to
understand. None of us are here. This meeting is not taking place in London.”

The guys from Google all have side-partings, special rimless glasses, and the
same green polo shirt with “DON’T BE EVIL” printed on it. It’s quite hard to
tell who is who.

“Are you, uh, sure?” says one of them.

“Definitely,” I say. “See, I’ve arranged a conference call through an internet
telephony app. So, even though we’re all sitting here together, this
conversation will technically be happening in your virtual